The Arkana: The Demon Hunters
Mahari vs Everybody

Bebasura was already behind Bowo, ready to kill the bald man with his claws.

"I killed you!" He punched Bowo in the left back, aiming for the man's heart from behind.

"What are you doing?"

Bebasura made goosebumps by the sound of Mahari. The black right-eyed man with blue irises was staring intently at Bebasura's eyes while clutching his arm which shot towards Bowo.

"Java?" mahari.

Bebasura who panicked, immediately launched an attack towards Mahari. However, Mahari was able to dodge and grip the head of Bebasura.

The demon screamed in pain to the point that its head broke into blood.

Bebasura's body lay on the Tantra floor. His form and blood turned into a puff of black smoke.

Mahari who looks serious, now looks towards Darto again.

"Ah, sorry-sorry. There was a small obstacle" he told Darto.

Darto gulped. "The man killed Bebasura with just the grip of a hand."

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On the other hand, the shrill buzz in Dursasana's ears made the demon pause for a moment and turn his head, staring intently at Tantra.

"Bebasura ...," he wrote. The devil's gaze was again glued to Wirocana. He crouched with a focused look.

"Halm Dursasana!" exclaim Santi. "The devil is running away!"

"Snow?!" snapped angry Dursasana felt humbled. However, he lowers his ego to kill Santi this time, as there is a more important task.

Bima ran towards Dursasana and struck the demon with his fist.

Only, Bima was late. Dursasana jumped and shot quickly, just before Bima launched an attack.

"Cursue!" exclaim Santi.

"No one leaves this place" Wirocana said. The man was next to Arkanta.

Hearing Wirocana's words, Santi lowered his head. "Don't be chased, Bim. Said the man."

"That guy?" ask Bima wonder.

Santi turned his head again, the figure of Wirocana was not in place.

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"Retreat, Sugriwa. Soon the storm is coming" muttered Mahari. The man walked towards Darto with one hand hiding behind a bag of pants. "Let me take care of the rest."

"I will finish that one first" Sugriwa replied. He grinned at one of Darto's last generals.

"Retreat" said Mahari briefly, but full of pressure.

The grin on Sugriwa's face faded. He lowered his head, then retreated until he was level with Subali and Hiranyaksa.

Suddenly a terrifying pressure enveloped Tantra. This extremely concentrated killing Eve made Bowo tremble. There was only one name that came to mind.

"This Eve—" whispered Bowo.

From above, a heel hit Mahari very quickly and strongly. However, Mahari parried the heel with one hand, creating a wind wave that was quite strong due to the impact.

"THE SUN!" the Bearer of Destruction.

Mahari smiled kindly looking at this one demon. "For a long time no see, Dursasana."

"YOU KILLED MY SUBORDINATES!"

"His own fault attacked my subordinates," replied Mahari. He caught Dursasana's foot and threw it a few feet.

Now Mahari looked towards Darto. "Hey! If you're serious about killing me, now's the time. Mumpung there Dursasana, as if your chances are up 1%. Let's spirit! The spirit!"

"Rajakala, we go forward together" Darto told one of his last generals.

Rajakala pulled a black sword from his shadow. Darto held his sword with two hands. On the other hand, Dursasana got up and prepared to strike back.

Mahari grinning. He raised his hand high up. Just then, a lightning bolt struck him.

The figure of Wirocana appears and stands beside Hiranyaksa, watching the fight between the King against his three challengers.

Bowo looked up and saw a keris in Mahari's hand. Lightning just came to bring him an heirloom that looks familiar.

"That gris, kan—keris Kinatah has Santi's mom!"

"Keris Kinatah is a treasure owned by Mr. Mahari who was mandated to Santi when he decided to leave the Association. At the moment, he is just taking what is indeed from the beginning is his," said Wirocana.

Rajakala enters into the shadow and emerges from the shadow of Mahari. This one creature is dubbed as the Shadow Ruler, he is able to manipulate shadows and move from one shadow to another.

The demon swung a sideways slash towards Mahari's neck.

Mahari pulled out the kris of Kinatah from his nest and directly repelled the sword of Rajakala's shadow. Rumbling sounds rang out as Kinatah clashed with the evil spiritual energy.

Darto was ready to jump a stab from the front. He pushed his hand to kill Mahari.

Mahari turned around, dodging the Darto attack. But now in front of his face Dursasama's fist was waiting.

Mahari looked so focused. He stared at Dursasana's slow-moving fist. No need for excessive movement to avoid the blow. Mahari only slightly shifted while looking down to dodge.

After escaping Dursasana's attack, he quickly poked Kinatah's crackers into the ground and muttered, "aswarsasjasjahsxnasbsah ahay!"

Hearing the names of Mahari, Bowo, Manta, and Yasa immediately flat-faced. They threw their faces away as if embarrassed.

However, behind that ridiculous name, Kinah's keris eyes burst out, emitting a round glint that surrounded Mahari and flicked all three of her opponents with a convulsive effect. For a while, Darto, Rajakala, and Dursasana could not move.

Mahari turned his head towards Bowo, Yasa, and Manta. "Not all styles have to have a cool name. The time each of these moves comes out, there is a name, each of them comes out, there is a name too. Kasian Author dong later doang language research. Think."

"Yes, Bang. Forgive me, bang," replied Bowo, Yasa, and Manta in unison.

Meanwhile, Mahari's three opponents bounced back. They still had not given up and walked around the man, looking for a crack to kill him. At one point, like heavy rain, Dursasana came back and attacked Mahari with a punch.

However, Mahari casually dodged every blow of Dursasana without any difficulty, as if able to read the direction of motion of the demonic attack.

While Mahari was focusing on avoiding Dursasana's attack, Rajakala emerged from his shadow and immediately slashed a stab towards Mahari's chest.

Mahari caught Dursasana's hand and pulled it, making a shield to defend from Rajakala's sword. The sword of the shadow was broken, unable to injure Dursasana's hard hand. Now the man threw the Kinatah into the air, then jumped half-rolling forward, propping up his body using two hands with his head below almost touching the ground. He kicked the handle of the Kinatah until it shot towards Darto, then turned while widening his legs, kicking the head of Dursasana and Rajakala. One head, one leg.

Dursasana and Rajakala staggered to the ground. While Darto fended off the keris with his sword.

As soon as the two demons fell, Mahari immediately ran towards Darto quickly and attacked the swordsman before he could make a step. Mahari's kick made him fall.

Mahari stood alone in the middle of his fallen opponents forming a triangle. Moonlight shone on her tangled hair, creating a bluish luster. The man looked calm, as if this fight was just a game to him.

"Come, come on, come on, yok spirit!" mahari encouraged his three opponents.

"Curtain!" Dursasana clucked in annoyance. The demon had already risen and started to move cautiously.

Mahari smiled looking at the three of them alternately. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

To the right of Mahari, Dursasana, the demon of destruction stood with a body shrouded in black atma and a sinister aura. On his left side, Rajakala, the shadow lord, slid and slipped between the shadows of the trembesi tree. Darto, the spiritual swordsman, stood firm, his sword shining and ready to fight again.

Mahari casually swung the kris of Kinatah, letting the moonlight play on its sharp blade.

"Serious dong. If not, you can die," he murmured with a big smile.

His three enemies were infuriated by Mahari's relaxed attitude. They slid towards the gondrong man simultaneously quickly and ferociously. Dursasana releases the fist of darkness, Rajakala creates the illusion of a shadow to outwit Mahari, and Darto moves at lightning speed.

"Kusuma darmaja!" serami Darto's.

"Black mutants!" shouted Dursasana.

"Suspecting baby," muttered Rajakala.

At a glance, Mahari smirked. He dodged the attack of Dursasana with agile movements, ignoring the shadows of Rajakala with his sharp eyes, and with incredible accuracy, he responded to Darto's attack by swinging the sword of Kinatah, he was armed with a sword belonging to Darto.

Rumbling sounds rang out as their weapons clashed and created an explosion of atma.

Darto collapsed from the explosion. The effect is, Rajakala disappeared when Darto lost consciousness. Now there is Dursasana left. The devil looks exhausted. Before facing Mahari, he had already wasted enough energy to fight against the three people from the association.

Seeing the weak Dursasana, Mahari felt pity. He put the Kinatah back in his nest, then took a cigarette and lit it.

"Yasa, Manta, Bowo. Get up," said Mahari, throwing a puff of smoke from his mouth. "This is my last test. Finish Dursasana with your abilities. From here on out, I won't help." The man sat leaning against the trembesi tree body.